All that spray painted, leaded gas line, littered highway, polyester debauchery was balanced out by Physical Graffiti spinning round and round again and again on my turntable beneath Farah's poster as Burt Reynolds bandited his way to burnt rubber celluloid glory and Steve Austin inspired me to run everywhere in slow motion with a mouth full of purple Bubble Yum.
That 78 Pontiac with 455 cubes and 155 hp .. the screaming chicken on the hood of a 78 can't be beat in the looks department though...
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